American History KINDNESS WISDOM

~ Objector – William Stafford

Inline at lunch, I cross my fork and spoon to ward off complicity the ordered life our leaders have offered us.

Thin as a knife, our chance to live depends on such a sign while others talk and The Pentagon from the moon is bouncing exact commands:

“Forget your faith; be ready for whatever it takes to win: we face annihilation unless all citizens get in line.” I bow and cross my fork and spoon: somewhere other citizens more fearfully bow in a place terrorized by their kind of oppressive state.

Our signs both mean, “You hostages over there will never be slaughtered by my act.” Our vows cross: never to kill and call it fate.

~ Objector – William Stafford

Perhaps a timely thought for American ๐Ÿ—ฝ

Peace and goodwill



By Peace Truth

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)